I have a shelter

Thinking back to the time when I was in the church for so many years, I was still just a pseudo-believer. It’s only been a few days, and it’s really hard to develop any devout believers.

‘Alas, but it’s also an emergency. I really have no choice but to do this first. I’ll have time to guide them in doctrine later. Otherwise, this group of blind believers who haven’t fully established their ‘beliefs’ will be easily deceived. And whether they do the right thing or the wrong thing, they will think they have heard the voice of the God of Protection and think they are right’

This reminded George of the high priest. He felt that he had to prepare his subordinates mentally. Otherwise, one day, these people were finally trained by him. But they were fooled away by the priests of the Holy See. Then he wouldn’t know where to cry.

Shaking his head, George looked at the scroll again.

‘One believer can get 1 point of God’s grace, and blind believers get more God’s grace! After the base number increases, the fog will be dispelled! Then in the future, when there are enough believers in the shelter, won’t the fog in the fields be dispelled? ! ’

‘And warriors with different levels of faith will actually increase their combat effectiveness against evil creatures! This shows that the warriors of the God of Shelter are naturally able to restrain these evil creatures! If any of them really become temple knights or something, wouldn’t that be awesome? ! ’

George curiously looked up his own attributes and planned to see if there were any new titles. Logically speaking, he could actually trick people into becoming ‘blind believers’, which means he has a special talent! Of course, this talent may disappoint the God of Shelter a little. But this is at least a merit, right? Give some special care and become ‘Saint George William Austin’ or something like that, isn’t it too much?

At this moment, a line of words suddenly appeared on his notes! !

It was as if the God of Shelter heard the voice in his heart! !

George's eyes widened, staring at the words that suddenly appeared, which said:

[Walnut Crusher George: As a walnut crusher, you can eat walnuts even without using tools - walnut eating ability +1 (don't look at it! It's helpless to choose you, a charlatan!)]

"..."

'This thief God is really blind. '

The red dot on the scroll flashed, and five zombies were approaching. They should have heard the sound or felt the "popularity" here.

"Count how many zombies each of you killed, and a few crazy refugees will come to add to your achievements." The lord's words pulled the followers back from their fantasy. After the voice fell, several zombies appeared in the fog where the lord pointed his finger.

The followers turned their heads and stared at the five "crazy refugees" who ran over, their eyes full of fanaticism.

These five zombies were solved more neatly than before. This made George and the followers feel extremely excited.

Especially George, because he could clearly see that every time these people killed a zombie, the words on their heads would become clearer!

He thought this was because after his suggestion, the followers had hypnotized themselves in their hearts. But the power of the mind does make people more determined and powerful.

And as their fighting skills improve, their physical strength will become stronger through constant training.

‘I am leading the troops to level up! But after tonight, I will pay these guys for killing zombies in the future! ! ! My heart is bleeding! No, I will try to come up with some ‘donations’ and let them donate the money back! ’

The team combed through the fields according to George’s instructions. The zombies here are scattered, and they killed about twenty of them after the walk.

George slowly discovered that when dealing with these zombies, Martin, who had become a blind believer, became unusually brave! One person almost played the role of three people! And the other followers were no longer afraid of zombies as before. There were two guys who killed the most zombies, and the words on their heads became clearer!

At this time, they had already circled to the south side of the territory, not too far from the mill. The only zombies left nearby were the ten that George had left on purpose. They all gathered together, and George didn't dare to touch them before. But he could try to let his followers deal with them later.

In addition to here, there are two other places where zombies are relatively dense.

There is a group on the west side of the territory, with less than twenty people, and another small group in the northeast, with only a dozen in total. There seems to be something that looks like a ghost around this small group.

There is also a ghost and three zombies in the cemetery in the south.

George has been observing the cemetery. He knows that those things did not come out of the cemetery, but wandered there later. It seems that the undead are very fond of places like cemeteries, and they will be gradually attracted even if they are far away. Even now, in the group of zombies not far from the cemetery on the west side, there are also several zombies near the periphery who are leaving the team and wandering unconsciously in the direction of the cemetery.

On the contrary, there are few zombies around the mill, and there is only one red dot inside. The ten guys not far from them also seemed to be keeping a distance from the mill. This made George frown.

‘It seems to be a new monster, and its breath seems to make the zombies feel scared. But what kind of scavenger is it? It can also climb the wall. ’ After thinking about it, he didn’t care about it. Anyway, this thing in the mill will not be dealt with tonight, otherwise zombies will have to be put in it.

He observed the scroll again and confirmed that the danger level displayed on it had been reduced to [Somewhat Dangerous].

‘It seems that the guy who can be dealt with seems to be motionless. I don’t know if he is full. Well, let’s deal with these ten zombies in front of us first. It’s the first challenge for the followers tonight. ’

George asked these followers to rest slightly on the spot and drink some water. During the rest time, he observed the movement of the red dots on the map and told these followers stories from the scriptures. These stories are very inspiring, and by the way, they can also increase some moral values ​​for those who have not received knowledge education.

Of course, there are many private goods of George.

In this world, knowledge is something that only the aristocracy can access. Ordinary people often have to rely on the elderly, lords and churches to establish their values.

For thousands of years, the nobles have domesticated these people into two-legged sheep without independent thoughts and easy to control. This rigid, decadent and smelly feudal thought has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the common people. Right and wrong are completely decided by the nobles.

The story told by George is completely different from those of the knights and lords. The followers can't fully understand it, but they feel very novel!

And those mythological stories also make people yearn for it.

These things seem to have played some role. In the process of telling, the two followers who killed the most zombies before, the fonts on their heads became clearer and clearer, and they became the second and third blind believers.

Looking at their increased combat effectiveness, George felt that he seemed to have finally found the meaning of spreading faith, and looked forward to how the strength of these followers would be improved after the training ground in the castle was repaired.

However, even if there is no castle for training now, these followers seem to be enough to deal with some minor problems. At least it seems that in the next few days, there should be no problem in ensuring that the people harvest food.

When they just left the territory, the followers were already in a mess when dealing with four zombies. After these followers were stimulated and encouraged, and Martin became a blind believer again, they easily knocked down 5 of them. Now, George finally had some confidence in dealing with the ten zombies in front of him.

He put away the scrolls and scriptures in his hands, looked at the followers who were sitting on the ground and looking at him, and said: "Some of you just told me that since I heard the hymns outside the church when I was a child, I have dreamed of becoming a priest and a Templar. Maybe these dreams have been forgotten by you because of the cruel life. But I tell you, from today on, you can pick up this dream again."

George looked at the confused followers and spoke slowly. He turned his head and looked at the fog in the distance, and stretched out his hand.

There was something wandering towards the light over there.

He said: "Today, I will teach you the first mantra hymn."

The followers followed his gaze and looked over there. Ten zombies were walking out of the fog and appeared in front of them. At this moment, an uncontrollable fear spread in the hearts of this group of rabble, and the ghost screams that had always been in the fog were finally heard again by them.

Who knows how many more strange things there are in the fog?

Some people stood up in panic, took a few steps back, and began to be timid. They had never dealt with so many zombies!

The [Inspired Rabble] above the heads of the followers gradually faded, and was about to become [Panicked Unreliable Followers], but at this moment, waves of sacred and firm singing rose up and resounded behind them. This song overwhelmed the terrifying ghost screams, and flowed into their hearts like a warm current, dispelling the fear in their hearts.

It is called "Punish in the Holy Name".

The zombies suddenly began to be confused in this empty hymn, and the faded fonts above the heads of the followers suddenly began to become clear.

The [Rabble Fighting for Dreams and Beliefs] took up their weapons. Martin and the others shouted and called back the morale of the followers!

Their eyes suddenly radiated a fanatical glow in the song, and the zombies that had already rushed over also began to become a little dull in the praise of the holy name.

They forgot that the giant should be in front of them first, threw away the torches in their hands, hung up the lanterns, and raised the iron forks in their hands!